…especially if it happens before my birthday; that’s what I’ve always said. So along those lines, it was a good year. A year of firsts, for sure, including being able to gaze out the window at the snow without having to go out in it first.
And speaking of birthdays, I came home from a long business trip – you know the usual big celebrity stuff…book signings, paparazzi, glamorous events – no wait, that was just the crazy dream I had the night before, it was just a business trip – anyway, coming home I had cause for alarm. Looking up as I walked in, it appeared we had an infiltration of yellow snow. Or maybe the Blob? Best case, someone had filled the attic with vanilla pudding.
With a closer look, I found it was hard as a rock, and an excellent application of spray foam. We’re confident this will serve a few purposes….heat retention, for sure, but also as a deterrent for the chipmunks and mice that thought the attic – now cleared of raccoons – would be an excellent winter home.
Since it’s still a snowy / rainy / cold mess out there, I think the rest of today will be focused on some important in-house projects. I’m thinking baking blueberry muffins, Netflix, laundry. I’m not sure this is how the students of old spent their days here, but I argue it’s an acceptable improvement.